The Law of Heaven

Chapter 62 Organizing the Harvest
Jiang Youqing's bedroom is in a minimalist style, so simple that it only has black and white colors, almost no decorations, only a bunch of lilies, and a scented candle on the bedside table.

Aihara smelled the faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms and took a sealed waterproof bag out of his pocket.

"What do you want...?"

As soon as Jiang Youqing turned around, she seemed to see something extremely terrifying. Like a cat with its fur standing on end, her pupils contracted violently, and she couldn't even hold her phone steady.

There was a bang.

"what are you up to?"

With a taut face, she said coldly, "I suggest you calm down and put that thing down first."

"What's the matter?"

Aihara shook the waterproof bag, inside which was a cotton swab stained with blood: "That's what I wanted to show you."

He was about to open the bag when he said that.

"do not move!"

Jiang Youqing was on high alert and repeated, "Please put this down before you talk to me."

Her perspective was not so simple.

There was indeed a bloodstained cotton swab in Aihara's waterproof bag, but countless strands of blood spread out from the cotton fibers, like some kind of bloody fiber.

The scarlet fibers were contracting and expanding wantonly, greedily absorbing the surrounding microorganisms, which was extremely terrifying.

Although it may seem like just an insignificant little thing, danger often originates from the smallest things.

Aihara reacted quickly, judging from Jiang Aifei's expression that there was something wrong with the contents of the waterproof bag.

Perhaps it was because there was something wrong with my eyes that I didn't see how terrifying it was.

"Is this thing scary? When I extracted it, there wasn't a single problem."

Aihara shrugged: "Girls are just timid."

Jiang Youqing remained silent for a moment, then explained expressionlessly, "Anything that carries the genes of Heavenly Principle will be awakened by the fear generated by humans. My mental fortitude is already quite good, but it's still no match for you, monster."

Aihara suddenly understood.

"No wonder."

No wonder he wasn't attacked by the zombies as long as he didn't show fear.

Once fear is shown, the zombies immediately reveal their terrifying nature and launch an attack.

"However, when I see those test subjects, why do I see what they look like after they've been modified?"

After a moment of contemplation, Aihara made a bold guess.

Perhaps it is because the minds and bodies of those experimental subjects have been completely mutated, their hearts have been completely occupied by bestiality, and they no longer have any human emotions.

Dead Apostles and walkers are merely mutations caused by complete spiritual depravity, still retaining some human emotional characteristics, like that German officer who retained the anger of being deceived, as if he were a ghost trapped in the past.

Normally, Dead Apostles and Walkers do not exhibit inhuman characteristics unless their aggressive desires are awakened and their corrupted spirituality goes berserk, causing them to instantly mutate.

Therefore, without triggering a battle, Aihara sees the Dead Apostles and Walkers as ordinary people, but he can distinguish them by certain characteristics.

Therefore, Aihara's illness is more beneficial than harmful. As long as he is brave enough, many terrifying things are harmless to him and he can come into contact with them at will.

“Xiao Qi is different. Because she has a human heart, no matter how she mutates, I can still see her original appearance. Even if we have physical contact, I won’t feel uncomfortable. This means that it’s not just my eyes that are affected; my entire nervous system has been affected!”

Aihara muttered to himself, "Holy crap."

No wonder the rule at Mirage Tower is that the boss and the customer are one-on-one. If there were outsiders present, they would probably see the strange scene of humans and monsters sitting and chatting.

That's truly incredible.

"Where did you find this mythical bloodline?"

Jiang Youqing, her expression tense and wary, pursed her lips and said, "I originally thought the experiments the Shi family conducted were terrifying enough. But I didn't expect that what you guys are up to behind the scenes is just as terrifying. This world has truly gone mad."

It has to be admitted that Aihara's impact on her was enormous. First, there was the identity of the guardian of heavenly justice; second, there was the mysterious dragon girl who was half-human and half-god; and finally, he even brought out the mythical bloodline that was so rare to come by.

God knows how many secrets this guy is hiding.

"Oh, we're good people, we only do good deeds. Do you want this? If you do, it's yours."

Aihara pretended to be generous, but in reality, he was observing Jiang Aifei's reaction and slowly trying to get the information out of her.

"give me?"

Jiang Youqing looked at him suspiciously: "You're really that generous?"

"That's what I said."

Aihara shrugged: "We're practically family."

Jiang Youqing ignored his nonsense and carefully examined the blood-stained cotton swab in the waterproof bag, thoughtfully saying, "Although the amount is small, it is of great research value. If there were more, we could create a purer serum."

Aihara was taken aback: "Are you sure?"

It turns out that what Xiao Qi gave him was the raw material for making serum. It was truly a case of finding a new path after a dead end.

If Aihara were to take control of the serum production line, he could continue making deals with the man surnamed Fu.

With Fu's extraordinary skills, uncovering the traitor within the five major families or finding the murderer of his second uncle would be no difficult task.

Great.

We all have a bright future!
Jiang Youqing nodded: "But I also need to purchase some professional equipment from the black market before I can operate it."

Aihara coughed lightly: "Actually, that's exactly what I wanted to hear. If you can guarantee you can make the serum, I can try to provide you with more Mythical Bone Blood. You make the serum, and we'll split the profits fifty-fifty?"

Jiang Youqing glanced at him and said, "If you have connections, you can try, but you also need to be careful. If we are exposed, we might both be finished."

"Ok!"

Aihara gestured: "This is for you. You can wash it slowly. I'm leaving now."

He put the waterproof bag on the table and turned to leave.

"and many more."

Jiang Youqing frowned: "Are you leaving?"

"if not?"

Aihara said suspiciously, "Did you get a shock from the mental stimulation today and are afraid to take a bath alone? Well, I can certainly muster my energy and bathe with you..."

Snapped.

A towel was thrown in his face.

Jiang Youqing said expressionlessly, "I'm just worried that you'll wander around outside and get caught by the five major families."

Aihara silently took off the towel, pursed his lips and said, "Then you can rest assured. At most, I'm just cutting off my tail to survive. The five major families are still a long way from catching me."

He reached out his hand and beckoned with his finger.

"what?"

Jiang Youqing was puzzled.

"Give me your contact information."

Aihara explained, "I'll contact you as soon as I get the new mythical bloodline."

Jiang Youqing remained silent for a moment, then turned around and rummaged through the bedside table. As she bent over, her slender waist slumped down, outlining a nearly perfect, rounded hip line.

Even when wearing combat uniforms, it's still very obvious; you can still vaguely see those long legs under the camouflage pants.

Aihara couldn't control his vulgar desires.

I stared at it intently for a few moments.

“This is a cell phone my mother left me.” Jiang Youqing handed him an old Nokia phone and said casually, “You can use it to contact me.”

"Okay, don't worry, I'll protect it. Even if I get caught, I'll hide it first."

Aihara put his phone in his pocket, waved his hand to open the door of the French windows, and jumped out of the window.

The night wind howled, lifting Jiang Youqing's bangs. She watched the strange man's figure disappear into the distance, then glanced at the waterproof bag left on the table and sighed softly.

"Who are you anyway?"

she said softly.

Reason told her that this guy was hiding an extremely terrifying secret, especially that half-human, half-dragon girl, who was likely some kind of special life form that only appeared in legends, enough to overturn the world's order.

Her emotional nature prevented her from revealing the matter, perhaps because she was too lonely. For the first time, she had someone with whom she could share a secret, and she was unwilling to easily become their enemy.

They each possess their own secrets.

But neither of them betrayed the other.

"Hey."

Jiang Youqing said softly.

"how?"

Aihara, suspended in mid-air, turned around.

"I'll go and settle the medical staff and patients in a few days. I need to find a way to get them out of this city."

Jiang Youqing pursed her lips: "Do you have time?"

"It's such a small matter, I thought it was something serious."

Aihara, controlling his mental field, took off with a roar, and said coolly and disdainfully, "I'm available whenever you call."

Bang.

I accidentally bumped into the wall.

Jiang Youqing remained silent for a moment.

I couldn't help but laugh.

Aihara covered his head, turned around, and flew away. Before leaving, he saw a series of windows where medical staff and children, after washing up, were not asleep but staring blankly at the windows.

Their eyes reflected the bright moonlight, and they waved vigorously, as if to say, "Be careful."

Aihara remained silent for a moment, wondering if his second uncle, if he could see this scene from heaven, would praise him for doing a good job.

The moonlight filled the villa, cool and clear.

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At No. 12 Zhongfu Street, the door of the Mirage Tower was kicked open, the clone created by the Ghostly Clown collapsed, his clothes were scattered all over the ground, and his spirits were also scattered.

Aihara opened her eyes again on the recliner, and as usual, went to the bathroom to vomit for a while and then washed her face.

This time they brought back a lot of spoils, including a considerable amount of property belonging to the remnants of the Shi family, including cash with a face value of over 20,000, as well as brand-name watches and pure gold jewelry.

Together, they could fetch at least a few hundred thousand.

In addition, the fragments of murals that were previously looted could fetch a large sum of money on the black market.

Xiao Qi's incense for communicating with the divine has finally been secured.

Besides these, there are two other things that are most important.

Aihara rummaged through the clothes.

He found both of Dr. Shi's living things.

A scalpel and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

This scalpel is so sharp that it can cut through iron like mud, and it can also cut from a distance, catching people off guard.

A rare combat-type living being.

Aihara held it in his hand and examined it. Sure enough, he saw a fleeting human face on the smooth, mirror-like blade.

But this thing can't be taken out and used directly yet.

After thinking for a moment, Aihara decisively put the scalpel in ink and blackened it. The face on the scalpel immediately showed a humiliated expression, as if it had turned into a little black doll.

The effect of these gold-rimmed glasses is even more miraculous; they seem to be able to swap positions with any object, but it's unclear what limitations or side effects they may have.

Aihara examined the gold-rimmed glasses closely and, sure enough, discovered half a strange human face on each of the two lenses.

After thinking it over, he simply pried off the lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses and pressed them onto the frames of his sunglasses.

Then he dipped his brush in ink and blackened the lens.

Tears of grief and indignation streamed down the face reflected in the glasses.

It also turned into a little black doll.

Aihara was quite satisfied: "I don't know your names, but since you're following me, you'll be called Black Blade and Black Mirror!"

He put the spirit away, suddenly stopped smiling, turned around and left the shop, taking a taxi home.

It's three o'clock in the morning.

I don't know if Xiao Si is asleep.

Aihara remained silent the entire way, as if his previous nonchalance had been an act. He had returned to his most familiar state: gloomy, depressed, silent, and aloof.

He hesitated at his doorstep for a long time.

Over the years, every time he returned home, Xiao Si would be waiting for him at home without exception.

Over the past ten years, he has gotten used to it.

But what if Xiaosi is gone one day?
Aihara didn't know if she could accept it.

Don’t even dare to think about it.

At this moment, he finally understood his second uncle's feelings. He was obviously extremely anxious, but he couldn't show it. No matter how worried he was, he had to open the door with a smile.

Yes, you should smile.

Just like... my second uncle.

There was a click.

The door opened.

The living room was dimly lit, with only a small lamp on. Xiao Si was fast asleep on the sofa, hugging a pillow.

There was still cold food on the table.

She was like a cat waiting for its owner to come home.

He was very familiar with this scene.

This has been the case for the past ten years or so, because you are the only one in her world. So no matter how long it takes, she will wait for you. Waiting for you to come home is a very important thing for her.

At this moment, Aihara's psychological defenses completely crumbled. He gently walked over, pulled the blanket over the girl, stroked her soft hair, and whispered, "No, it won't happen."

He paused for a moment: "I will absolutely not let anything happen to you."

Bright headlights flashed past on the overpass outside the window, illuminating the photos in the living room. A lewd old man was running through a rice paddy with his brother and sister in his arms. The setting sun shone on their faces, and a gentle breeze rippled through the wheat fields, causing the grass clippings to sway.

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